Fortunate Young Gentleman

[PS: The chapter title of the previous chapter was wrong. This chapter has been postponed. It is not a missing chapter. 】

"You mean Prince Kang and Tang Ning?"

Emperor Chen frowned and said, "While Prince Kang is still in confinement, no one in Prince Kang's mansion can go out, and no one else can enter. How did he arrange for someone to kill Tang Jing?"

"As for Tang Ning..." Chen Huang paused, looked at him, and said, "With his ability, if he really wanted to avenge his parents and assassinate the Tang family, your Tang family would have been dead long ago."

Tang Huai lowered his head and said, "Other than that, I can't imagine anyone else who has such a deep hatred against the Tang family."

Chen Huang looked at him with a thoughtful look in his eyes.

Although King Kang was temporarily imprisoned at home, if he had the intention, he might not be able to send the message secretly. He was fighting with King Duan's party to join the party. If he really assassinated Tang Jing because of this and used this to attack the Tang family, it would have touched the heart of him. Bottom line.

As for Tang Ning, although he believed that Tang Ning could not have done this, the case has now become an unsolved case. If anyone is still capable of solving the case, it is him.

He had already proven all this when he was in the Ministry of Justice.

Emperor Chen looked at Wei Jian and said, "King Xuankang and Tang Ning enter the palace."

…

Tang Ning was called from the Xiaoqi camp by the eunuch who passed the order. When he walked into the royal study, he saw King Kang standing in the palace. He seemed to have heard something incredible. His expression was in disbelief at first, and then it turned into surprise. He asked Said: "Father, what did you say, Tang Jing is dead?"

King Kang was really pitiful. During this period of time, he was locked up and isolated from the world. There were guards guarding the entrance of the palace for twelve hours. People inside could not leave and people outside could not enter. Tang Jing had been dead for three days. , he actually didn’t know about such a big thing until now.

Tang Huai stood in the palace, staring at King Kang. He saw an excited look on his face, clenched fists, and bloodshot eyes.

"Are you happy that Tang Jing was killed?" Chen Huang slammed the table, stood up, and said loudly: "Tell me, were you secretly instigating this matter?"

King Kang was startled, and then he immediately said: "Father, I have been wronged. These days, I have listened to my father and meditated on my past in the palace. I read and practiced calligraphy every day. I have not even left the palace." No one else came in or out, how could the father doubt his son?"

Chen Huang stared at his face and saw that he didn't look like he was lying at all. His expression when he learned about Tang Jing's death didn't look like he was lying. He finally moved his eyes away from his face and looked at Tang Ning.

Tang Ning looked at Emperor Chen, cupped her hands and said, "Your Majesty, I swear by my conscience that this case was neither done by nor instigated by me. Please investigate carefully..."

"I don't doubt you." Emperor Chen looked at him and said, "Neither the Ministry of Punishment nor the Dali Temple have found out the reason for this case. I am handing it over to you now. Do you have confidence?"

"No." Tang Ning shook her head and said, "Your Majesty, the Ministry of Punishment and the Dali Temple have not investigated the case. How can I find it out by myself? Besides, although Tang Jing's death has nothing to do with me, I have a lot of connections with the Tang family." If someone has a grudge, he is also one of the people who should be suspected. The minister in this case should avoid suspicion..."

Chen Huangdao: "I ask you to investigate, just do it. I know the grudge between you and the Tang family, but this case is about life and death. You must find out the reason for me!"

Tang Ning cursed in her mind. This old boy Chen Huang was obviously unreasonable. There were no clues in Tang Jing's case. Normally, it would have been regarded as a common murder case. He still had to find out a case. So, what if someone is really interested in wealth and happens to be bumped into by Tang Jing?

The capital is so big, where can he find the murderer?

But there was no way to reason about this matter. Tangning nodded with an annoyed expression and said, "I'll try my best..."

Since Chen Huang asked him to investigate, he would just do whatever he wanted. If he found the murderer, he would be able to make a deal, but if he couldn't, he wouldn't do anything to him.

Or you could just find someone to take the blame. Tangning felt that King Kang was a very suitable person, with motivation and strength. In fact, he was also doubting whether King Kang did this.

The two of them walked out of the imperial study together. King Kang noticed the eyes looking at him from the side. His heart skipped a beat and asked, "What are you looking at me doing?"

Tangning shook her head: "No..."

King Kang felt guilty because of his look just now, and said angrily: "You obviously saw it!"

Tang Ning looked at him and asked, "His Highness really didn't kill Tang Jing?"

"I already told you, how can I kill him when he is imprisoned in the palace?" King Kang looked at Tang Ning and said coldly: "I doubt whether you killed Tang Jing. After all, you and the Tang family have such a big relationship. hatred……"

Tangning smiled and said, "What a coincidence. I also suspect that His Highness did it. I don't know what His Majesty thinks..."

King Kang finally understood where the bad feeling just now came from. His father asked Tangning to investigate the case. If he dumped this blame on him, given his character, his father might really believe him!

King Kang's expression changed drastically, he pointed at him and said angrily: "I'm warning you, there is no evidence, you'd better not talk nonsense to your father..."

"There is no evidence to create evidence..." Tangning glanced at him, said lightly, and walked away. King Kang looked at him angrily and slightly panicked, and was about to chase after him when a eunuch behind him stepped forward and said : "His Royal Highness Prince Kang, His Majesty has told you to return home immediately."

Just after taking a few breaths of fresh air, he was about to enter the cage again. King Kang clenched his fists, feeling uneasy. In the end, he could only speak in a low voice, saying, "I know."

...

Things in this world are really amazing. A few days ago, Tang Jing mocked and threatened him, but now he wants him to investigate the truth of his death. After a long time, Tang Ning once again stepped into the Tang family.

He was accompanied by Xiao Jue, who was curious about this matter, and Old Zheng, who served as a guard.

Neither Tang Huai nor Tang Qi appeared. Only one guard led them. After walking a few steps, the guard lowered his head and said to the person in front of him, "General Manager Han!"

Tang Ning raised his head and looked at an old man in front of him. The old man had an empty sleeve and only one arm.

Tang Ning looked at Xiao Jue and asked, "Will you come to my house for dinner this afternoon? We have braised pork elbows and five-spice chicken feet..."

"Okay." Xiao Jue swallowed subconsciously and said, "I'll bring Lu Ya with me tonight..."

The one-armed old man clenched his remaining arm into a fist and looked at Tang Ning with murderous intent in his eyes.

However, when he saw Zheng the Butcher behind Tang Ning, his face suddenly turned pale and he took a few steps back. His back was instantly soaked with cold sweat.

Tang Ning didn't look at the old man again and walked straight past him. Xiao Jue followed him and said, "Can you not have the five-spice chicken feet? I think it's good to stew them..."

The one-armed old man stood in the yard, looking at the back. The knife in the rain could not help but appear in his mind, and his body couldn't stop shaking...

...

Tang Ning came to the Tang Mansion today to see Tang Jing's body. Of course, he was not gloating, but a formal autopsy.

Tang Jing's body was in the mourning hall. Fortunately, it was winter now, and the body was placed in an ice coffin, so it would not decay in a short time.

Tang Ning pointed at the ice coffin, looked at the two Dali Temple officers behind him, and said, "Take off his clothes."

The guard of the Tang family stopped them and said angrily, "Don't be disrespectful to the young master's body!"

Tang Ning looked at him and said, "How can we investigate the case without examining the body? How about you investigate it?"

The guard looked back, gritted his teeth, and slowly stepped back.

Tang Jing had only one wound on his body, which was the fatal wound on his chest. After the Dali Temple officers took off his clothes, the wound on his chest was revealed.

An officer brought a box and opened it. Tang Ning used a white cloth to pad it and took out a dagger from the box.

This dagger was found on Tang Jing's body and was also the murder weapon in this case. Tang Ning felt a little sorry. If there was fingerprint recognition technology in this era, solving this case would be very simple.

He took the dagger, compared it with the dagger, and put it back.

Xiao Jue came up and said, "This case is very simple. Someone should have wanted to rob Tang Jing of his money. Tang Jing resisted, and the man took out a dagger and stabbed him to death in a panic... It seems that you should practice martial arts in your daily life, otherwise you can't even beat a small thief..."

Lao Zheng glanced at the corpse and said, "Wrong."

Xiao Jue looked at him and said in surprise, "What's wrong?"

Lao Zheng said calmly, "It's not stabbing, it's chopping. The murderer used a dagger, but used knife skills, and this person is definitely not a small thief. This person's knife skills are superb. Killed in one blow, if it were you, it would be the same end."

Xiao Jue obviously didn't want to listen to Lao Zheng's words. He curled his lips and said, "If you say it is, then it is. Do you have any evidence?"

Swish!

As soon as Xiao Jue finished speaking, a white light flashed in front of him.

Old Zheng put the butcher knife back behind him. Xiao Jue looked down and saw that his clothes had been cut, revealing his white chest.

The white mark on his chest was exactly the same as Tang Jing's wound in terms of length and angle.

If the knife had been moved a little further, he would have suffered the same fate as Tang Jing.

He swallowed his saliva, his legs trembling. He held onto Tang Ning's shoulders, looked at Old Zheng, and said in a trembling voice, "Let's talk it over, why use a knife..."